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Midnight Hands
"You're takin' the piss, right?"
"Do I look like I'm takin' the fucking piss? She's gone for fuck sake!"
Saoirse was your average Irish teenager. Once the eighteenth birthday comes around - and, well, your sixteenth and seventeenth if we're talking realistically - it's all about the alcohol, nightclubs and good times. With the Leaving Cert behind her, and on her way to Dublin City University, the only task on her to-do list is to let down her hair. But then she meets "that guy"...
AN): My first story set in Ireland. I realized that, you know, I'm Irish, I live here, yet I only write stories set in the states. So, I decided to write something about the land of the known, inspired by my own lifestyle.
"Do I look like I'm takin' the fucking piss? She's gone for fuck sake!"
Saoirse was your average Irish teenager. Once the eighteenth birthday comes around - and, well, your sixteenth and seventeenth if we're talking realistically - it's all about the alcohol, nightclubs and good times. With the Leaving Cert behind her, and on her way to Dublin City University, the only task on her to-do list is to let down her hair. But then she meets "that guy"...
AN): My first story set in Ireland. I realized that, you know, I'm Irish, I live here, yet I only write stories set in the states. So, I decided to write something about the land of the known, inspired by my own lifestyle.